Tall oaks from little acorns grow.

I admire the grace and fortitude of trees: beginning life tenderly as a curious shoot enveloped in understory, reaching skyward strong and still, then later kneeling down to nourish earth with its fallen leaves. And beginning all over again.

We watch our children grow under the tree's canopy of branches, where our dreams still dance with the dreams of mothers and fathers who came before, and we ask ourselves, How do we show them what lies in their deepening roots?

This blog commemorates the seeds of a peaceful family that we cultivate with our hope, love, courage, gratitude, peace, compassion, tolerance, generosity, honesty, and happiness.